You were Marlon Brando, I was Steve McQueen, you were K.Y. Jelly, I was Vaseline.

What a beautiful testament to the creative spirit and its true motives, to creative contribution coming from a place of purpose rather than a hunger for profit.

Fare thee well my nightingale, I lived but to be near you. Thow you are singing somewhere still I can no longer hear you.

One is given to self-dramatization from time to time. I intend to live forever.

The obstacles are great and the suffering is great and people have got to make a living.

Some people, it [songwriting] comes faster. Some people, it comes slower.

I looked into [Prozac]. I must say that it is certainly a wonder drug.